13 Songs (Harry Styles fan fiction)

Christina Wells never believed that she could be thrown into so much chaos. All of it starting because of one very interesting guy- Harry Styles. Harry falls in love with Chrissy, but after his own mistakes, will she take him back? The story follows Chrissy and Harry through a deeper meaning into the album "Up All Night" and where the songs originated from.

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3. One Thing

~2 weeks later~

Christina had come over for the day again since she had the day off. It seemed like she rather enjoyed coming over and hanging out with us boys too. I watched as Niall jumped in his seat. He got up and slammed the controller on the ground.

“Damnitt Chris!” he yelled exuberantly.

“Ni, language,” Liam scolded without even lifting his eyes off of the magazine that he was reading intently.

“Sorry,” Niall sulked back onto the ground where Christina was laughing.

“I can’t believe I just beat Niall Horan on Mario Kart... of all things,” her laughter emanated through the living room. Louis and Zayn were out for the day with their girlfriends and that meant a good old’ fashioned Mario Kart tournament for the rest of us.

“Yeah, well- I’ll beat you next time,” Niall said playfully, nudging Chris in the side.

“That was the third time she’s beat you...” I stated.

“Shut up.” Niall turned and stuck his tongue out at me.

“Alright, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“So another round?” Niall turned back to Christina.

“No, sorry Niall. I promised to make some dinner with Harry.” Niall perked up at the mention of food.

“Well I guess that’s a good excuse. Liam?” Liam let out a sigh.

“Alright, alright.” I got up and led Chris to the kitchen as Liam took her spot on the rug.

“What should we make?” her cute voice seeped over to me.

“Something that I guess everyone likes, and isn’t to difficult. How about parmesan chicken?” I said, raising an eyebrow at her.

“Sounds good to me.”

 

 

 

“This is great Harry- you’re a real chef!” Christina proclaimed, digging another mouthful onto her fork and munched happily.

“I only did most of the work because you couldn’t remember what the parmesan looked like in the fridge,” Christina chuckled.

“See, that’s why you make a better cook that I do.” I shrugged. We sat out on one of the patio sofas with our plates in our lap and the sound of the city in the far distance. The pool was just over the balcony and we could hear the whirring sound of the filter.

I decided to turn my attention back to Chrissy, watching her out of the corner of my eye. Every action she made intrigued me. The way she pulled her hair behind her ear, or the way she yawned, her laugh, even the way she walked. It was all so interesting and I had no idea why Never mind, I did know why- because I like Christina Wells, and she had the One Thing. There was no denying that anymore I guess. I really should find a way to tell her, but I don’t think that I could jeopardize our friendship.

“Ummm, Harry? Why are you looking at me like that?” I snapped my head out of it, I had been staring? Gosh that’s embarrassing... I looked away as the red flushed onto my cheeks.

“Sorry,” I said. Chris just giggled and leaned over to look at my face that was now turned away from her.

“Harry Styles! Are you blushing?” Her face lit up with a bright smile.

“Uhh...” She never gave me time to answer.

“Oh my gosh you ARE!” Chris laughed for a moment.

“I, Uh...”

“Why are you blushing around me Harry? There’s no need to...” Her voice became more serious and trailed off.

“Chris, there’s something I need to say...” she cut me off.

“I’m REALLY sorry about the whole cheese thing... I should have known what I was doing but I guess I don’t. I’m still trying to figure all of that cooking stuff out and I don’t really know what was going on but that’s why I’m glad that you were there and that you could help because clearly I have no idea how to cook. I can only really make cookies... or brownies... maybe cake. But honestly...”

“CHRIS!” I said, trying not to burst out laughing. She had been rambling on in her own nervousness- why was she nervous?  “I like you.” There, that was it. I put it out there so now she can accept it or we can both move on with our lives.

“Oh...” her mouth formed the ‘O’ shape and she looked down, a blush now spreading wide across her own face. She waited another quiet moment before returning her gaze back up to me. “I like you too.”

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